James stared wide eyed at the Doctor again. What did she mean by Sarah was pregnant? Had she?"Was she hurt?" He asked her."Hurt? As in... Did he force himself on her? No, nothing happened and she is fine. Timely intervention I would say." The Doctor replied with a smile.James let out a sigh of relief and flashed her a curt smile."Relax, Mr. Johnson and be happy. Your wife is going to be fine. And most importantly, you are going to be a father." She said to him and turned away.James walked towards the door leading to Sarah's room. He did not know how to feel about it. In all their years of being together, sleeping together. It was just a matter of the moment, nothing long-term.A part of him feared she would despise him for it, or hate the fact that she was carrying his child. At least, he believed it was his.James pushed the hospital room door open a bit. Sarah was awake, but she lay down, staring up at the Celine.At the sound of the door hinges moving, she turned sideways. Her
He turned around quietly and walked away."Yes mum, you are right. I mean, what denial is this?? What would you gain from lying to yourself about me? About my relationship with James? I have never had anything to do with Williams!" Sarah yelled out."I wish you had!" Mrs Brown retorted."Father..." Sarah complained."Listen, darling, you need to rest. Leave her be now. Let's go outside and talk... Right now!" Mr. Brown said to Mrs Brown and stormed out of the room angrily.James scratched his head in absolute confusion as he walked to and from the room. In the short while he had been away from her, had she...?His mind refused to connect the dots as he should have. He was lost.Theodore walked up to the hospital door where James stood, contemplating what he had heard"Hello, James." He said to him with his hands fixed in his pockets."Hy, Theodore." They shook hands cordially. Neither expresses emotions further than anything pertaining to a business-like standard."I want to thank you
Sarah held his hand."This child is ours, James. And if you doubt that, then I will be more than willing to run a paternity test."It felt as though she had suddenly developed a way to break into his thoughts. He looked up at her in surprise, and the look in her eyes gave him all the intellect he needed.She was afraid. Afraid he was rejecting her."I don't doubt it, Sarah. I just imagined... "Sarah's eyes showed that she understood, and that was something they had never shared before. An understanding."Do you still need to go home?" She asked him.His eyes laughed at how silly it sounded now that she said it to him."I think I'll head over to the base. Some officers are outside standing guard. The General's orders. He wants me to help him run some supervision errands before the inauguration ceremony on Monday.""But it's Friday. Do you really have to do that? Can't someone else handle it?" Sarah pouted."It is not so much fun having someone else be trusted by the General." He winke
The Captain strode away from the gateman angrily. He looked absolutely pissed as he walked away from there.James watched them with sternly as the Captain got into his car and began making a call. His words came in rushes and he kept slamming the steering wheel."What he hell, Conrad! Everything is being set up as we speak and you have no idea that the event might be moved to a closer date because of your incompetence!" The Captain into his phone.James walked up to him and knocked on his car window. The Captain turned around to face him, and immediately cut the call. He stared ahead of him for a while before deciding to bring down the glass."Hey Captain. Everything okay?" James asked, squinting his eyes against the sunlight."Yes, everything is fine Johnson. How's your family? I heard they got kidnapped?" The Captain replied.James smiled at him."It was just my wife but she's fine now. Thanks for asking.""How is the search for Dark Clouds coming along?" James asked.The Captain se
Mr. Brown walked into the United Bank building, holding a bunch of papers and a brief case. The shutters of the camera captured him walking into the building."Hy, I am here to see the Manager." He said to one of the receptionists at the front office."This way Sir." She said and led him up the stairs.The Manager's office was a wide space, with white walls and faint blue lines. Mr. Brown sat in the waiting sofa which was just inside the office. The Manager, a plum, average height man with receding hair, building eyes and a smart mouth on him sat at the desk receiving a phone call."Thank you, Mr. Curtly." He said and put down the receiver.He turned to Mr. Brown as soon as the phone was down and smiled at him."Mr. Brown, over here please, let's talk. " He said to him.Mr. Brown got up and walked over to the chair, he sat across from him."How are you doing today Mr. Brown?" "Very well. I brought the documents and the papers I need to put them in the treasury. I believe nobody else
Sarah opened her eyes and she smiled as Jasmine walked into her room."Hey, how are your feeling?" Jamsine asked her."I have a slight headache. It is nothing too serious, don't worry. How are you?" "I am all good. How's the food? I hear they have a great cook now." Jasmine teased."Ha-ha, very funny. Actually, the food is really good. Any better than this and I would be back here two days after discharge."Jasmine laughed at her."Look, I think you should really stop listening to your mum, and try to speak to her in a way that she listens to you." Jasmine said."I honestly don't think my mum and I have a communicating ability, Jasmine. I really have tried conversing with her through this but she is adamant and she is bent on making this about her! She is selfish.""I mean, James is wealthy, he has everything we never thought he had before. Yet, somehow, she desires to screw him over just like that." Sarah retorted."Well, she does have that capacity to destroy a man with her words,
"The security team would be here. The entrance to the building will be properly guarded and covered by six officers. Two at the gate, two inside and two at the door."The door to Rizzo's house opened and shut. Causey walked into the room occupied by Rizzo and four of his men. He had a scowl on his face."We close in on the town's edge. We secure the target here and here, place the evidences in the right place and make sure they all point to our man of the day, Johnson." One of the men summarized."Sounds like a plan." Rizzo said and dismissed them.His men walked out of the room leaving him alone with Peter Causey."You look worse than Donald Trump did when he impeached. I heard about your sore failure. He had you again, didn't he?" Rizzo chuckled."When do you plan to get rid of him?" Causey sneered "I told you not to underestimate him. The young man thinks like a forest animal, all nose and instincts.""I want him gone. I want all of them gone. I will deal with him, have his wife i
Mrs Brown sat in the living room waiting for her husband to return. Her expression was stiff and unreadable. At the sound of the front door opening and shutting, she perched up."What is going on?" She asked him."What do you mean?" He placed his brief case on the table."Why are you suddenly in support of James Johnson and his relationship with Sarah?" She queried."Why shouldn't I be? Isn't it time you let go of old wounds?" He asked her back."Old wounds? You call his act of deceiving us into thinking he was poor an old wound? On what account does he reserve the right to deceive us?" She asked him."You really have a problem with Sarah being happy? Well, I am not by any means going to fight her on this one anymore. Sarah has done everything that we required of her. Not once did she ever complain and now, I leave her to be happy with whatever decision she has been led to take." Mr. Brown retorted."You all are impossible! I will never accept that unfortunate child as my grandchild